Relentlessly prune bullshit, don't wait to do things that matter, and savor the time you have. That's what you do when life is short.
When I ask myself what I've found life is too short for, the word that pops into my head is "bullshit." I realize that answer is somewhat tautological. It's almost the definition of bullshit that it's the stuff that life is too short for. And yet bullshit does have a distinctive character. There's something fake about it. It's the junk food of experience.
If you ask yourself what you spend your time on that's bullshit, you probably already know the answer. Unnecessary meetings, pointless disputes, bureaucracy, posturing, dealing with other people's mistakes, traffic jams, addictive but unrewarding pastimes.
Suppose you want to do BLAH. Does BLAH contribute to one of your major goals? If yes, then go ahead. In not, is BLAH something enjoyable? If not, then do not do BLAH.
Labels: philosophy, psychology